Common equipnt: 684 pieces!
Advanced equipnt: 242 pieces!
Rare equipnt: 2 pieces!
After the first round of catastrophe, at this mont, there are quite a few forces constantly monitoring the contents of the forum's trading area. As long as the price is relatively reasonable, it will be snapped up directly.
But even so, not many players are willing to sell their equipnt.
After all, for the vast majority of players, the equipnt in the ga is related to their lives.
Selling equipnt before having the ability to protect oneself is tantamount to losing one's life.
As soon as the post was published, it was like a heavy bomb dropped down, causing the hearts of all those staring at the screen to boil like a turbulent sea.
"Oh my God!"
"He actually has so many pieces of equipnt? There are more than two hundred advanced pieces alone, and... there are even rare ones!"
"Lucky Pretty Boy... why does this na sound a bit familiar?"
"Quick! Imdiately contact the person who posted this, we at Dragon Age Guild want all the equipnt! Let him na the price!"
"Check! Use all ans to find out all the information about this user, preferably to find him in person. Act fast, don't get intercepted by others!"
"If I rember correctly, this person appeared in the trading area when the ga just started. At that ti, not many people could kill Pign, but he had a lot of materials dropped from Pign..."
"This guy is no ordinary person!"
Not only dostically, but also many foreign forces were alerted.
For a while, everyone began to investigate the user [Lucky Pretty Boy]...
...
At this ti, Irving, was sitting in front of the computer, happily eating the freshly delivered pizza.
Before posting, he had already checked those equipnt, apart from the [Void Ring] and the [xx Wand] he gave to Vicky, he didn't care for the rest.
He still didn't know that the equipnt he had discarded would cause such a stir after being posted on the forum...
By the ti Irving finished his pizza, his stomach was much more settled. He pressed F5 to refresh the forum page, and the small horn in the upper corner was constantly flashing, backstage private ssages: 99 . When he opened it, all of them were inquiry ssages from players.
"Hello! I'm the president of the Dragon Age Guild. How much are you planning to sell your equipnt for? Can you share your address to et up?"
"Hi, I'm interested in a few pieces of your equipnt. Can I buy them separately? Please..."
"Can you send a picture of all the equipnt together? If there's really so much, we're willing to buy!"
"Bro, can we be friends? Where did you get so many equipnt... I'm so envious, can we play the ga together? 001-xxx-0342, this is my number. We can et offline."
"..."
The ssages were too many, making Irving's head spin.
In addition to the short ssages from the major forces, a lot of female players were attracted. They all wanted to have a strong protector like [Lucky Pretty Boy].
Of course, they would also pay a certain price, like eting potentially offline... As for what would happen after the eting, it's sothing that every man would understand.
For those retail investors and so players who doubted the authenticity of the equipnt, Irving was simply too lazy to respond. As for the price... he hadn't thought about it.
Compared to that, he hoped to get so useful things, like [Obsidian] for upgrading his staff or materials for modifying the shelter, or blueprints for traps and other things.
Just at this mont, Irving's phone suddenly rang.
"Huh? This is..." Another unfamiliar number.
Irving glanced subconsciously at the forum. When he registered, he filled in detailed information. But all the data was strictly confidential by the official and should not be leaked out so quickly.
He hesitated a bit, then pressed the answer button: "Who is this?"
"It's !" Vicky's voice ca from the other end, Irving had left his contact information for her when he exited the ga yesterday.
"Irving, you should be awake by now, right?"
At this mont, Vicky was sitting on the recliner in her bedroom. Wearing a strap lace nightgown, her smooth and beautiful legs were resting on the bay window, and her fair skin reflected a bit of light under the sun outside the window.
She pursed her cherry lips and complained, "I've been in the Other world for a few days, and I'm almost suffocated."
Thinking of the [Wind Wolves] she encountered in the mine and the beast tide she had just experienced, especially the [Stone n]... she was still a bit uneasy.
"How about...we go out and walk around in the afternoon?" A touch of anticipation was flowing in Vicky's beautiful eyes. Seeing no response from the other end, she quickly found an excuse, "You have saved several tis these days. I'll thank you and treat you to a al."
Irving thought for a mont, then nodded and agreed, sending her his location.
After his rebirth, he hadn't really been out much. Taking this opportunity to get out was a good idea. After all, once the end of the world arrived, most people could only hide in the dark underground pipe.
Shopping? Going out? In a world full of strange beasts, stepping outside is nothing short of a death sentence.
After hanging up the phone, Irving's gaze unintentionally fell on the [Void Ring] on his finger
[Void Ring]
[Grade: Rare ★★★★]
[Introduction: Upon equipping, allows the player to have an independent storage space, size 10m*10m*10m]
"Now that I have ti, a little experint will do." Irving murmured, then picked up the cup of unfinished iced cola on the table, his thoughts slightly moved.
The next mont, sothing unexpected happened. The cup of iced cola on the table disappeared.
In the shelter, Little Black was curled up sleeping in a straw nest. Suddenly sensing sothing, he saw Irving and lazily stretched, wagging his tail and preparing to co over.
But before Little Black could get close, it suddenly stopped. Its dark eyes fixed on the object in Irving's hand.
It was the iced cola!
"So, it really can bring objects from reality in here." Irving exclaid happily, picking up the iced cola and taking a sip. A sense of refreshnt instantly spread throughout his body, as if the taste had improved.
Of course, this was just his psychological effect. The cola was still the sa, but Irving's mood was as though he had just won the lottery.
This glass of iced cola confird his previous conjectures. He could bring real-world items into the Other world through this [Void Ring]. In this way, he could not only store supplies into it, but also make the shelter's renovation possible.
Facing the upcoming second wave of disaster, extre cold? Just install a central air conditioner. Darkness? Buy a 1000w searchlight used in prisons and install it. As soon as a mouse approaches the shelter, it could be detected imdiately. As for the power source...
get a generator if necessary!
The corner of Irving's mouth unconsciously curved upwards. Thinking up to this point, his face was filled with an excited smile. However, the next mont, an unexpected prompt sounded.
[System Alert: Warning from the Blue Star Will!]
[The Otherworld and reality have a one-way connection. Only a very few players can make a two-way connection through rare equipnt with "storage space".]
[To maintain the intrinsic balance of the Other world Ga, the Blue Star Will will strictly control "Two-way connection" players.]
[Control restrictions are as follows:
1.The weight of the items carried each ti cannot exceed one ton.
2.Special materials or items made with advanced technology cannot be transferred, for example: highly explosive, radioactive materials.
3.Each ti the equipnt is used for transmission, a "cooldown" period is required. Additionally, the higher the quality or the more advanced the item being transmitted, the longer the cooldown period will be.
4.Even if items are successfully sent to the ga world, they will be subject to internal rules. Such as handguns, weapons of mass destruction, their speed, power will be greatly weakened.
5.No form of life can be transferred...]
"Huh, this...."
After reading these control restrictions, the smile on Irving's face gradually disappeared. Many of his ideas were invisibly restricted.
He didn't expect that the Blue Star consciousness would always monitor the player's actions and could respond quickly. He was probably the first player to receive this warning...
However, having the ability is better than not having it, at least there is still hope to continue to try to bring so real-world items into the ga. Whether that could be managed with these restrictions is another matter.
"Be good and stay here. I'll bring back sothing delicious when I return." Irving affectionately patted Little Black's fluffy little head, then quickly left the ga.
The system alert indicated that soone was approaching his house.
"Knock knock"...
A vigorous knocking sound echoed!
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